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In Scotland all the people wear

Red hair and freckles, and one sees

The men in women's dresses there,

With stout, décolleté, low-necked knees.

('Eblins ye dinna ken, I doot,

We're unco guid, so hoot, mon, hoot!')

They love 'ta whuskey' and 'ta Kirk';

I don't know which they like the most.

They aren't the least afraid of work;

No sense of humour can they boast;

And you require an axe to coax

The canny Scot to see your jokes.

They play an instrument they call

The bagpipes; and the sound of these

Is reminiscent of the squall

Of infant pigs attacked by bees;

Music that might drive cats away

Or make reluctant chickens lay.

MORAL

Wear kilts, and, tho' men look askance,

Go out and give your knees a chance.